Passages Inn OTA

[element_wizard]

There are Inns out there that exist between worlds and dimensions. They show up just when you need a place to stay, your car having stalled out a mile away or the unexpected rainstorm suddenly starts dropping torrents of water. Or sometimes you’re wandering around the streets in a city and need a place to stay and you spot the door to this Inn which looks friendly and inviting. Going in, things are just a bit off. The patrons are perhaps not quite human; the man behind the desk smiles a bit oddly. However he tells you that you’re in luck. There’s just one room left and you can have it.

But, when you leave the next morning and turn around to see what it’s called, the inn is gone. When you ask people about it, they look at you funny as if they have no idea what you’re talking about. There was never an inn there, they tell you.

And yet you may still have the key in your pocket, the leftover from dinner, a note from a girl you spoke to, just some little token that says well, maybe you’re not completely crazy.

The Passages Inn is one of those Inns.

Built in the middle of an interdimensional nexus it can reach any time or place or space. You just need to find the door and you can come in. If you’re lucky you can find the door again.

Just remember, first Tuesdays are Viking Night and second Thursdays are Poetry Slam.

The proprietor of the Inn is Alec Troven element_wizard All questions and concerns may be addressed to him.

Comments

[healing_hexes]

Considering Topspin has never had to deal with anything like that since becoming Menalya's familiar? Those birds are the epitome of tolerance.

Menalya smiles and puts her hand out to him. "I'm Menalya."

[reincarnshaman]

The McCallums require a certain amount of tolerance and sense of humor. That's how Trever managed to convince them to say "hello poopy head" whenever someone came out the back door.

"Trever," he said, taking the hand with a firm shake. "And that's Fluffy, Mischief, Squirt, Brat, Trouble, the mother is Veena -" and he indicates an elegant looking black cat lounging on the fireplace.

"And... Mayhem is not visible which is probably going to get me in trouble later. Again."

[healing_hexes]

"This is Topspin," Menalya added, indicating the still fluffed raven, who caws an expletive before flying to a windowsill. "He's a bit bitter."

At Trever mentioning that Mayhem is missing, she frowns. "That one isn't going to cause trouble with Topspin, is it?"

[reincarnshaman]

"I don't blame him. Teleporting kittens are a bit of surprise for everyone," he said before laughing. "No. No. Mayhem will try to make friends with Topspin, that's not the problem. The owner is seriously allergic to cats and Mayhem likes hanging out in the restaurant side where the owner spends a lot of his time."

[healing_hexes]

"Oh no, that's not good at all," Menalya said, turning to look around for the kitten. Topspin perked up and looked at Trever.

"No kittens over here, please!" he cawed.

[reincarnshaman]

"They won't bother you over there, I tell them to stay near the couch and they listen... most of the time. Mayhem just thinks with his stomach," Trever said, not too concerned. "The pots are apparently really tasty."